|L is for luck|
This was back when the slot machines still took quarters and you pulled the lever on the side to make the wheels spin around. I dropped about three dollars worth of coins before it paid out. The symbols all lined up and the lights started flashing and I swear a siren went off that made me think for a split second that I'd broken the machine. It took me awhile to realize I had actually won, because there weren't any coins shooting out at me. Finally some lounge rat gambler came over and pointed to the sign over my head that showed the size of the payout: $650 (uh, imagine how heavy six hundred dollars in quarters would have been). A few minutes later a manager walked out with a fist-full of hundred dollar bills and started slapping them down. Yeah, not bad for five minutes work.
I wonder sometimes how much luck comes into play in the publishing game. Some days I do think it's a matter of being in the right place at the right time with the right story. Other days I think it's just a matter of dogged effort and if I stay at it long enough it will happen.
Certainly talent, skill, and perseverance matter most, but for some I think there's that added something else. That element of luck. Of catching the elevator at a conference just when the dream agent jumps on and asks, "So, what do you write?"
Of course, there's also the old saying that luck is nothing more than preparedness meeting opportunity. And that works too. At least I can control the preparedness part.
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